Tekst:
Dropkick Murphys Curse Of A Fallen Soul

on the grave of the misbehaved Raise your glass! Sing the praise of a fallen soul So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man With a toast that

kids on the street will have their say now, because We've had enough of these negative comparisons It's a new breed of kids Brought together by a movement and a

that tells of a love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul. Many

that tells of a love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul. Many

that tells of a love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul. Many